Yeah, it's pretty inconvenient. I've died because of it before, but I guess it means I can understand what having that need is like.

[9S doesn't know what rhyme or reason went into his design, knowing what he does now. But he would like to think that it enables him to relate to the beings he was meant to defend, even if he was never bound to see them until COST came along]

But...that's close. The machines they made turned against them, actually. [And there's a certain, undeniable disdain that colors his tone. He certainly doesn't care for any enemy of mankind, but it's deplorable to turn on one's creators] They just keep on fighting us anyway.